Chapter 41
Mick and Rose spent the better part of the evening discussing the case. He left out the part about Cotter saving his life. Around ten p.m. they took a walk. The snow was falling gently, the temperature was hovering around the freezing mark and their breath was clearly visible, hanging around them like a cloud.
Patting her tummy, Mick said, “How’s our little fella doing?”
Pulling up short, Rose grabbed Mick’s hand, “He’s kicking, you feel him?”
“That’s amazing. It isn’t too cold out here for him?
“I think he’s perfectly content, but I’m getting a little chilled.”
“Let’s head back, can’t have you getting sick.”
Once they were tucked into bed, Mick asked, “How much longer you gonna work?”
“My editor has been asking the same question, so I’ll tell you the same thing I to
